作词 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail 作曲 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail Remember me *******, 8th grade Old park skinny ass well-fare raid Ustler and bruce brothers we was the *******t Dungeons dragons, and bruce lee flicks Quit school, nobody missed us Nobody hugged and kissed us only dissed us And now look at these beautiful model type High class women takin' my ******* in 'em You don't remember my kind in class The whigged out freak starin' at your ass Never had the courage to even say, "Hi" Only smell your perfume vapors when you walked by I'm the scrub that never crossed your mind Now you're fla*******ng your ******* at me waitin' in line And that's fine while you're working your charm Look beneath the paint ******* it's the scrubs who won Look at me, look at me *******yze, what you see? Look at me, look at me *******yze, what you see? You used to say, "Ahhh hah!" Look at him the same pair of pants and that *******rt again An outcast, I knew I had to do something Figure out a way to make something out of nothin' Open up shop got what you need Speakers clothes CD's or bags of ******* But that *******t got me nowhere except jail Me and all my homies to broke to make the bail So now we're right back to the place we started Chuckles and laughs the second we turn our backs Assed out but we was like "******* yall" We got each other and the drop of the homie call Look at us now ******* holdin' platinum All up on my ******* but I'm the same as back then Forget the money and fame because Beneath the paint life's just as it always was Look at me, look at me *******yze, what you see? Look at me, look at me *******yze, what you see? Look at me *******yze what you see Look at me *******yze what you see Another girl, I don't dare to confide Playing that role it hurts inside Here I am thinking she wants me She only wants that killer on her CDJust when I couldn't feel any worse ******* asked me if I could paint my face first The day I finally get to leave this land Behind the paint will be the shell of a used up man Behind the paint will be the shell of a used up man The shell of a used up man, the shell of a used up man Behind the paint will be the shell of a used up man Nothing left but the shell of a used up man Nothing left but the shell of a used up man...
作词 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail 作曲 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail Remember me *******, 8th grade Old park skinny ass well-fare raid Ustler and bruce brothers we was the *******t Dungeons dragons, and bruce lee flicks Quit school, nobody missed us Nobody hugged and kissed us only dissed us And now look at these beautiful model type High class women takin' my ******* in 'em You don't remember my kind in class The whigged out freak starin' at your ass Never had the courage to even say, "Hi" Only smell your perfume vapors when you walked by I'm the scrub that never crossed your mind Now you're fla*******ng your ******* at me waitin' in line And that's fine while you're working your charm Look beneath the paint ******* it's the scrubs who won Look at me, look at me *******yze, what you see? Look at me, look at me *******yze, what you see? You used to say, "Ahhh hah!" Look at him the same pair of pants and that *******rt again An outcast, I knew I had to do something Figure out a way to make something out of nothin' Open up shop got what you need Speakers clothes CD's or bags of ******* But that *******t got me nowhere except jail Me and all my homies to broke to make the bail So now we're right back to the place we started Chuckles and laughs the second we turn our backs Assed out but we was like "******* yall" We got each other and the drop of the homie call Look at us now ******* holdin' platinum All up on my ******* but I'm the same as back then Forget the money and fame because Beneath the paint life's just as it always was Look at me, look at me *******yze, what you see? Look at me, look at me *******yze, what you see? Look at me *******yze what you see Look at me *******yze what you see Another girl, I don't dare to confide Playing that role it hurts inside Here I am thinking she wants me She only wants that killer on her CDJust when I couldn't feel any worse ******* asked me if I could paint my face first The day I finally get to leave this land Behind the paint will be the shell of a used up man Behind the paint will be the shell of a used up man The shell of a used up man, the shell of a used up man Behind the paint will be the shell of a used up man Nothing left but the shell of a used up man Nothing left but the shell of a used up man...
